House of Brick

“I think,” First said, “that dynamite might be apropos at this point.”

Second tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Look, just because wind and fire haven’t worked at this point doesn’t mean we need to be quite so extreme. Maybe a high-powered blast of water? What say you, Third?”

Third already had a detonator, a pair of pliers, and several blocks of plastique out on his work bench.

“Then the majority has ruled,” First said. “Dynamite it is.”

Second sighed and shook his head. He turned back toward the brick house and called out. “Really, Mr. Wolf, this is becoming quite tiresome! This is the third house of yours we’re going to have to demolish. You might as well give up now.”

“No!” came the muffled reply from behind the front door. “Go away!”

“Look,” Third said drolly, “he’s lit a fire to prevent us from crawling down the chimney.”

First reached for the pliers. “Let’s get to work, brothers.”

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